Before Thales realized it, the attendant and protector behind him took a step forward without hesitation and firmly used their bodies to shield him.
Then, a chafing sound of people removing their swords from their sheaths rose into the air continuously!
*Clang!*
Wya pulled out his sharp blade from the sheath without any hesitation. He vaguely aimed the tip of the blade at Nicholas' throat with a serious gaze in his eyes.
*Swish!*
Ralf had also sprung his only hidden blade from his sleeve and aimed the sword's blade at Nicholas' heart. The upper half of his face that was not covered by the silver mask revealed his sour expression.
*Cling! Clang! Cling!*
Noises were made by the White Blade Guards behind Nicholas.
